Small Things

Heard your name
 Just as I was headin' home the other day
 And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight
 I swallowed hard
 I found your shirt
 Cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse
 And I swear, you couldn't even see the hurt
 I swallowed hard
 And when my friends ask how I'm doing
 I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is
 I'm getting good at holding it in
 All my emotions, all my feelings
 But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
 What really kills me is all the small things
 I saw your car
 Wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was
 I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us
 I swallowed hard
 And when my friends ask how I'm doing
 I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is
 I'm getting good at holding it in
 All my emotions, all my feelings
 But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
 What really kills me is all the small things
 All the small things (ooh, ooh)
 Ooh, ooh, yeah
 This city has your fingerprints all over it
 And I can't even think about how, someday, she will too
 And I know I'll get over it 'cause that's just what I'll do
 But what really kills me is everything I got used to
 I'm getting good at holding it in (and I've been holding it in)
 All my emotions (all my emotions), all my feelings
 But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
 What really kills me is all the small things
 Oh, it's all the small things (ooh, ooh)
 Ooh, it's always just the small things, yeah (ooh)
 Oh (ooh)